The Main World.
Konoha Year 30, spring.
The Royal Palace gardens, Country of Roran.
The desert in spring was still a desert. No flowers, no grass, only wind. It blew in from afar, carrying fine grains of sand that stung against the face.
Toyotomi Ryukōshi stood in the center of the garden, his golden hair gleaming softly in the sunlight, his golden Sharingan turning slowly in his eyes.
He was nine, dressed in white clan clothing with a golden Holy Blood Angel emblem embroidered on the collar. Behind him, a pair of golden wings of light spread slightly-not in a combat state, but "breathing." The power of the holy blood devil fruit had already become one with his body.
Toyotomi Jinsyokuin stood to his right, his Emerald Green hair gleaming softly in the sunlight, his Emerald Green Sharingan turning slowly in his eyes.
He was also nine, dressed in dark gray clan clothing. Faint green patterns flowed beneath his skin, like the veins of leaves, like entwining vines. He held an oak seed in his hands. It glowed faintly in his palm, as though breathing.
Toyotomi Shining Sand stood to his left, his red hair like a blazing flame in the sunlight. His amber eyes held no Sharingan, but his gaze was sharp.
He was seven, dressed in white clan clothing with a golden Hourglass Emblem embroidered on the collar and a small short sword hanging at his waist. He was a head shorter than Ryukōshi and Jin Zhiyin, but standing there, his presence was no weaker.
Toyotomi Chengkong stood at the very back, his black hair gleaming like ink in the sunlight, his black Sharingan turning slowly in his eyes.
He was six, dressed in gray clan clothing with the character for "emptiness" embroidered on his chest. He held